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May 2019
I never was fast enough to outrun you,
I can still feel your claws in my ankles,
Like chains,
that I'm trying to cut through,
But I'm left tangled,
The pain beating through my veins.
I think I've gone insane,
Where is my brain?
Look at how I've grown,
Into this hurricane.
Tegan
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Tegan  17/F/Uk
(17/F/Uk)   
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